"You...... You ......" Huai Sleeve was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, muttering for a long time, but only spit out these few words.

She never expected that these big men would drive straight into her embroidery room, although the three people in front of her knew each other, but standing in front of her so abruptly, she still couldn't react for a while.

Rong Ruo spoke first and reminded softly: "Huai'er, don't you want to say hello to Huang Sanye and Master Gu?" "

Huai Sleeve seemed to be woken up from a dream by this sentence, and hurriedly took a few steps forward, Ying Ying lowered her body and said: "Huang Sanye is auspicious, Lord Gu is auspicious, and Lord Rong is auspicious." "

Although it is required for etiquette, the last title, Rong Ruo still sounds very harsh.

It was as if this short number had drawn their relationship as far away as heaven and earth, one turned into the sun, hanging brilliantly in the daylight, and the other turned into moonlight, so they had to retreat into the night, and it was a great rebellion to come out.

Kangxi never spoke, and he couldn't see his expression, so he only walked around his sleeve, walked to the bookcase, picked up the painting that aimed at part of the plum blossoms, looked at it for a long time, and asked softly: "Why don't you finish the painting?" "

Huai Sleeve heard it, and hurriedly turned around to deal with it.

Rong Ruo stood with his eyes down, and Gu Zhenguan took turns to look at the three people in front of him with interest. He had sensed that there was a subtle aura surging between these people.

Taking advantage of Kangxi's question, Gu Zhenguan carefully observed Rong Ruo's expression, his shrewd and translucent eyes blinked, and he unconsciously smiled lightly, thinking in his heart: One day, I have to talk to this nerd.

"Back to the third master, this plum picture is different from the plum blossom picture that I make on weekdays." Huai Sleeve replied in a warm voice.

"Oh?" Kangxi raised half of his eyebrows, his face puzzled.

Huai sleeve said: "This plum picture is called "Ninety-Nine Chilling Picture", and the whole picture has a total of nine hundred and eighty-one plum blossoms, symbolizing the nine numbers and nine days at the end of the winter year. "

The words fell, glanced at Kangxi's still puzzled eyes, and explained with a light smile: "It is inevitable that people will be depressed in the long winter, so I made this picture of cooling off, and I smudged a plum blossom every day, as if the bleak scenery in front of me was driven away by spring for another day, and when this plum blossom is red all over, spring will be deep." "

After hearing this, Kangxi smiled lightly, carefully counted the plum blossoms on the painting, but only counted eighty, and couldn't help asking, "Isn't it ninety-nine eighty-one?" Why is there only eighty, one less? "

Huai Sleeve didn't expect this Huang Sanye's mind to be so delicate, and when he really counted the plum blossoms, his cheeks couldn't help but float a faint touch of crimson.

The shyness of the sleeves happened to fall into Kangxi's eyes, and he was slightly stunned.

"I was careless and missed a painting." Sleeve muttered in a low voice.

Kangxi heard this, his lips smiled lightly, and he looked at this painting carefully, it was by no means a sloppy brush, although it was from the hands of a woman, the plum branches were vigorous, and there was a strong temperament that was not afraid of frost and snow, and the plum blossom was delicate and smart, high and clear, as if the wind could dance lightly, the whole was smooth and elegant, and it jumped on the paper.

This head of work is by no means inferior to those ministers in the palace who pride themselves on being able to paint.

Kangxi mentioned the brush with cinnabar just now, and tapped a few strokes on the branch at the top, and a vermilion plum blossom jumped out, delicate and cute. Luo Pen smiled: "It's a lot now." "

Huai Sleeve looked at the plum blossom that Kangxi had newly filled in and was not stained with Zhu, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Huai Sleeve didn't expect that Huang Sanye, who was not even familiar with it, would put pen to paper on her paintings in such a grand manner.

That's right! This "Ninety-Nine Chilling Picture" is indeed one plum blossom missing, but this missing one is not caused by her carelessness, but for Rong Ruo.

She looked forward to the coming spring, and he took her to the countryside to go on a safari, riding a horse and shooting a hunt, and then he would take the pen with his own hands and put a beautiful end to her painting.

This is also the secret of Huai Sleeve's heart, she uses this Mei Tu as a metaphor for her and Rong Ruo's emotions, as complete as this painting......

But right now, this uninvited Huang Sanye actually added pen and ink to the painting without her permission, and it is the most important stroke, in the eyes of Huai Sleeve, it seems that the red plum that fell on the painting can't help but be a stroke of ink, but what is seized is the emotional position in her heart, just like his people, uninvited, and noisy!

Kangxi thought that the position and color of the plum blossom added had a unique charm, and turned his head to look at his sleeve, but he didn't expect that it was a pair of phoenix eyes with slight anger.

Kangxi was so angry by Huai Sleeve's sudden resentment that he couldn't react for a while, hesitated for a moment, but turned to smile again, as if he didn't care.

Rong Ruo naturally saw the glance that Huai Sleeve glanced at Kangxi just now, and her heart almost skipped a beat, and she was anxious for Huai Sleeve's reckless behavior, and she couldn't mention it on her lips, so she was in a hurry, and saw that Huai Sleeve was peeking at him. Rong Ruo frowned, stared at his sleeve and shook his head gently.

Huai Sleeve knew that he was glaring at her like this, he must have seen himself staring at this Huang Sanye, as smart as Huai Sleeve, and of course he also understood that his eyes were wandering, reminding her to restrain her emotions.

However, at this time, Huai Sleeve was extremely aggrieved in his heart, and complained earlier than he complained in his heart: everyone is going to occupy the magpie's nest, she is annoyed by him, but he doesn't miss her heart, but is disgusted, hum!

was already in a bad mood, but this time it was even worse, and his sleeves simply sank his pretty face, and he didn't say a word next to him.

"Huai'er, don't serve tea to the guests yet!" Seeing her like this, Rong Ruo couldn't help but remind. Although it is a reminder, the tone is inevitably a little heavier because of worry, and it sounds more like a reprimand.

At this time, the snow goose had already returned with a kettle of new tea soup and placed it in a cotton mat that was kept warm.

Huai Sleeve heard Rong Ruo like this, so he reluctantly walked to the table, took out three tea bowls, poured tea respectively, and did not let or respect after pouring the tea, so he let the tea bowl rest on the table, still standing to the side with no expression, letting these big men wander in their own rooms, without the slightest intention of entertaining guests.

Kangxi was not annoyed by Huai Sleeve's slow treatment, he turned around with interest and took a look, and walked to the bookshelf to look at the book that Huai Sleeve was reading recently, and saw that there was a copy of "Tao Te Ching" on the table, and said in his heart: I didn't expect this girl to be interested in the essence of Taoism like Lao Zhuang, and she wanted to pick it up and look at it.

Huai Sleeve saw it with sharp eyes, quickly slid over under his feet, picked up the book first, pressed it to his chest, and said with a stiff smile: "There are some of my clumsy criticisms in this book, Huang Sanye should not read it." "

She moved so quickly, which surprised Kangxi. However, Kangxi saw her blushing in the blink of an eye, thinking that she was embarrassed to let outsiders see her pen and ink, and she was in a hurry, but she was also very understandable.

Rong Ruo was even more nervous, and was about to step forward to speak, but Gu Zhenguan grabbed his sleeve.